Claiming DLA and Esa

colpol1

GlasweJen wrote: »

So do you ever intend on working?

As I have said I do not want to be like this, I want to work, I want to have my own money, my own career but its just not possible and I cant bring myself to do it, its so hard and I am sick of people thinking I want to be a bum on benefit.

GlasweJen

You've not even seen a doctor yet and you're writing yourself off! You don't know how lucky you are, I'd kill to be in your shoes. How wonderful to be able to walk to the job centre, or catch a bus into town, or to go somewhere without my sister or a nurse. I'd give anything to be able to live with my boyfriend, to be able to choose my career instead of tailoring it to fit my ever increasing list of disabilities.

I cry every day, it's survivors guilt. I find it really difficult knowing someone died the day I got that call, and knowing there was someone else at the hospital hoping and praying for the heart that I got. I wonder if that person lived or died. I wonder what I did to deserve it out of the thousands of names on the list. I'll never know and I'll never be able to say thank you.

You can't compare clinical depression with a touch of life getting at you sometimes. You also can't claim benefits for that.

davsidipp

colpol1 wrote: »

As I have said I do not want to be like this, I want to work, I want to have my own money, my own career but its just not possible and I cant bring myself to do it, its so hard and I am sick of people thinking I want to be a bum on benefit.

your words.

Oldernotwiser

colpol1 wrote: »

As I have said I do not want to be like this, I want to work, I want to have my own money, my own career but its just not possible and I cant bring myself to do it, its so hard and I am sick of people thinking I want to be a bum on benefit.

Then go and see your GP, accept treatment and expect it to work!

gingergee

GlasweJen wrote: »

You've not even seen a doctor yet and you're writing yourself off! You don't know how lucky you are, I'd kill to be in your shoes. How wonderful to be able to walk to the job centre, or catch a bus into town, or to go somewhere without my sister or a nurse. I'd give anything to be able to live with my boyfriend, to be able to choose my career instead of tailoring it to fit my ever increasing list of disabilities.

I cry every day, it's survivors guilt. I find it really difficult knowing someone died the day I got that call, and knowing there was someone else at the hospital hoping and praying for the heart that I got. I wonder if that person lived or died. I wonder what I did to deserve it out of the thousands of names on the list. I'll never know and I'll never be able to say thank you.

You can't compare clinical depression with a touch of life getting at you sometimes. You also can't claim benefits for that.

What a brave lady you are xxx Kinda puts it into perspective when you read that xxx :grouphug:

JillyJolly_2

GlasweJen wrote: »

You've not even seen a doctor yet and you're writing yourself off! You don't know how lucky you are, I'd kill to be in your shoes. How wonderful to be able to walk to the job centre, or catch a bus into town, or to go somewhere without my sister or a nurse.

I cry every day, it's survivors guilt. I find it really difficult knowing someone died the day I got that call, and knowing there was someone else at the hospital hoping and praying for the heart that I got. I wonder if that person lived or died. I wonder what I did to deserve it out of the thousands of names on the list. I'll never know and I'll never be able to say thank you.

You can't compare clinical depression with a touch of life getting at you sometimes. You also can't claim benefits for that.

Don't worry your not alone! I'm in the same shoe's, we can only hope one day we can recover and somehow live a normal life, even though that seems like an impossible task currently.

colpol1

GlasweJen wrote: »

You've not even seen a doctor yet and you're writing yourself off! You don't know how lucky you are, I'd kill to be in your shoes. How wonderful to be able to walk to the job centre, or catch a bus into town, or to go somewhere without my sister or a nurse. I'd give anything to be able to live with my boyfriend, to be able to choose my career instead of tailoring it to fit my ever increasing list of disabilities.

I cry every day, it's survivors guilt. I find it really difficult knowing someone died the day I got that call, and knowing there was someone else at the hospital hoping and praying for the heart that I got. I wonder if that person lived or died. I wonder what I did to deserve it out of the thousands of names on the list. I'll never know and I'll never be able to say thank you.

You can't compare clinical depression with a touch of life getting at you sometimes. You also can't claim benefits for that.

I am really really sorry for what life has thrown at you and I feel terrible for you, but I find it such an insult to say 'a touch of life getting at you sometimes. ' no, its more than a touch of life getting at me, its more than that but whatever, have your own opinions, an 18 year old girl who is having a 'touch of life' getting at her opinions do not count do they, cos all she is, is a silly 18 year old who has no clue what depression is and how it is to feel like this.

I dont know why I started this thread cos most of you have just been judgemental and tried to turn this around on me and make me feel guilty.

JillyJolly_2

I think what people are getting at, is you can walk to the job centre fine, you can go to the shop fine, on your own, for some of us we can't even do that and need support even walking down the street just for a bit of exercise! And that's the problem if you can go to the job centre and to a shop you could well be classed as fit to work.

Not saying your not ill, as already explained what I have in my posts, that you should get help with your conditions and see what the doctor says. Just explaining it how others will see it and potentially the people who will decide if you can get ESA!

colpol1

JillyJolly wrote: »

I think what people are getting at, is you can walk to the job centre fine, you can go to the shop fine, on your own, for some of us we can't even do that and need support even walking down the street just for a bit of exercise! And that's the problem if you can go to the job centre and to a shop you could well be classed as fit to work.

Not saying your not ill, as already explained what I have in my posts, that you should get help with your conditions and see what the doctor says. Just explaining it how others will see it and potentially the people who will decide if you can get ESA!

Yes but what is saying that achieving? Its like me saying, my brother is blind and completely paralysed..you should be grateful your only in a wheelchair! So stop complaining about how you need help just for a bit of exercise when my brother can not see or move!..see its not achieving anything is it? Except making people feel guilty.

I may be fit to work in the sense I can do physical activity, but like I said I cant mentally do it!

DorsetGirl_2

You are very young to be writing yourself off.

Go to your GP - you cant expect to get better all by yourself, but it can get better if you accept help.